Hmmm Someone to do stuff with
Pick me, I'm fab
Fun, funny and happy go lucky
Artistic dreamer seeks inspiration
Live gig lover wanted for moshpit
Warm, friendly and clever
Here we go, this one's for you
Star Attraction
Intelligent, articulate father of two seeks female with good sense of humour to share adventures and maybe more
Athletically built, warm hearted and financially secure, I enjoy riding, flying and climbing
The persons and events in this story are fictitious
Any similarity to actual persons or events is strictly unintentional
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to love me
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to fly
Frequent travel, ties to Australia, demanding lifestyle, likes to cook
Loyal, dedicated, generous, AWLE - what's that? ability to withstand large explosions?
I believe in doing things right and treating people with respect
Hmm - I think he would be difficult
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to love me
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to fly
Sensitive, compassionate and honest, I establish a deep emotional rapport
My family is very important to me, especially my kids
I would consider marrying again if I meet the right person - I love women, and I know I'll meet someone sometime
Nobody will be harmed in the making of this motion picture
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to love me
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to fly
Call the number, go on, here's the phone, call call call,
bip bip bip bip bip bip ring ring, ring ring,
is it ringing? ring ring, does he answer?
ring ring Hello?

Water is found on Mars
I look up to the stars
a giant leap of confidence
So I take my time
to say what's on my mind
add a dash of commonsense reviewing all the evidence
Wish I could see that far
I'm coming home to you
If it's the last thing I do
The world could end and I would be with you
The sun shines every day
a million miles away
the miracle is evident
I'm coming home to you
If it's the last thing I do
The world could end and I would be with you
A solitary flight
a stranger in the night
a moment's innocent distraction
I'm coming home to you
If it's the last thing I do
The world could end and I would be with you
I'm coming home to you
If it's the last thing I do
The world could end and I would be with you with you,
with you, with you, with you

Silence

The silence of your absence a tree comes tumbling down life's little mysteries
Day turns into night, sometimes it's not worth the fight
When the silence is louder than words
When a spark becomes a flame
You squeeze my hand the walls fall down
There is no sound There is no sound
Every time I see you I see somebody new my heart is taken
Somewhere deep in the jungle the lion roars face down my demons
When the silence is louder than words
When a spark becomes a flame
You squeeze my hand the walls fall down
There is no sound There is no sound
When a moment is not enough
When a day lasts a year
When a heartbeat explodes inside
There is no sound There is no sound
It's not enough

Mr Ridiculous

Mr Ridiculous lives underneath my house
Plays loud classical music all day
Mr Ridiculous
Ridiculous people in a ridiculous society
Mrs Ridiculous sits in her office all day
Looks out the window at the people going by
Always smiles and says hello
We know she only wants a cadeau
Mrs Ridiculous, Mr Ridiculous
Ridiculous people in a ridiculous society
Uncle ridiculous renovating his apartement
Been at it for the last eight months
Drilling little holes all day
Uncle Ridiculous, Aunty Ridiculous
Ridiculous people in a ridiculous society
Mr Ridiculous lives up the street and he talks with his head and he walks with his feet
And he works for the government all day long digs up the road and he puts it back down
He goes to the post office stands in the queue he's not looking at me and I'm not looking at you
So don't do coke and don't do grass cause if I catch you in my cell...
Mr Ridiculous lives underneath my house
Waves a French flag out his window on Bastille day
Grunts at the neighbours all day
Mr Ridiculous, Mrs Ridiculous
Ridiculous people in a ridiculous society
I'm Mr Ridiculous You're Mr Ridiculous We're all Mr Ridiculous
He's Mr Ridiculous, She's Mr Ridiculous we're all fucking Ridiculous

Most Days

Most days when the sun streams through my window I feel happy
Most days I love the flowers in my hair
Most days I feel so good to be alive
but sometimes, I feel blue
Most days when I wake up and go to work, I sip my coffee and skim the papers I feel so good to be alive, I feel so happy to be free
Most days I love the cool breeze in my hair, walk through the tunnel up the stairs smile at strangers
Most days there’s a spring in my step as I walk to work, I’m so keen to get things done, I’ve got energy to burn
Most days I have a heartfelt joy at everything I do, I look back on what I’ve done I look forward to what I’m gonna do, I’m so glad to be alive
But sometimes, I feel blue
Most days I love to hear the sound of people talking while I read a book in a café
Most days I want to jump up and down with excitement, it’s laughter all around
Most days I’m almost beside myself
Most days I take my life in my hands
But sometimes, I feel blue Sometimes, I think of you

Nothing Going On

Nothing going on, you ain’t nothing
I’ve got to hand it to you, you’re really something
seems whatever I do sets you jumping
everywhere I go I see something
reminding me of you and your dumping
Always in my head, you ain’t nothing
always in my bed, you ain’t nothing
always on my mind, you ain’t nothing
never find the time, you ain’t nothing
I’m packing my bags and I’m brushing my hair
I’m calling a cab and I’m taking the stairs
and I think to myself as I walk through the door you’re nothing
Feeling alone and I’m feeling afraid
but I’m not giving in cause I’m gonna be brave
you’re nothing you’re nothing
Nothing going on, you ain’t nothing
nothing going wrong, you ain’t nothing
nothing in my head, you ain’t nothing
nothing ever said, you ain’t nothing
You’re nothing to me and I’m nothing to you
there’s nothing to say and there’s nothing to do
there’s nowhere to go and there’s nowhere to stay
and I’d rather not be seeing you anyway

Knocking

I see you walking, down my street
you look breathtaking, sweep me from my feet
I hear you knocking, on heaven’s door
you’re running late again
You remind me of the one who said she loved me
I see you standing, at the bus-stop, you’re not alone
The light shines all around you a very subtle glow
You remind me of the one who said she loved me
Her skin, her hair her loneliness, her despair
Her face, her smile Her need to reconcile
I hear you talking, in my sleep there you go again
I catch you breathing, out of sync I start your heart again
You remind me of the one who said she loved me

Picture of Health

I was born all by myself
My skin was glowing a picture of health
A cute little baby with fingers and toes
A smile for my daddy a parcel of woes
A picture of health A picture of health
All through those glory days
No need for stealth
A picture of health A picture of health
Lost in pursuit of fortune and wealth
Sweetness and light Sweetness and light
You are my baby Come hold me tonight
Sweetness and light Sweetness and light
You are my baby Come hold me tonight
Sun always shining
Moon always bright
An icon of happiness A beacon of light
Caught in the crossfire of feeling and pain
Withering slowly through that hurricane
A picture of health A picture of health
All through those glory days
No need for stealth
A picture of health A picture of health
Lost in pursuit of fortune and wealth
Sweetness and light Sweetness and light
You are my baby Come hold me tonight
Sweetness and light Sweetness and light
You are my baby Come hold me tonight
Time is so fleeting slipping away
Increasing my torment with each passing day
No time for reflection No feelings of hope
I was so radiant, now I’ve learnt to cope
Sweetness and light Sweetness and light
You are my baby Come hold me tonight
Sweetness and light Sweetness and light
You are my baby Come hold me tonight

Creep (Radiohead)

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather in a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts I want to have control
I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so fucking special I wish I was special
But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
She's running out again She's running out She run run run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here I don't belong here